The Poetical Works of John Dryden, 第 3 卷Little, Brown,, 1854 - 324页 |
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... lord of all below , Such troubles choose to know , As none of all his subjects undergo ? Hark , hark , the waters fall , fall , fall , And with a murmuring sound Dash , dash upon the ground , To gentle slumbers call . 5 10 15 II . I ...
... lord of all below , Such troubles choose to know , As none of all his subjects undergo ? Hark , hark , the waters fall , fall , fall , And with a murmuring sound Dash , dash upon the ground , To gentle slumbers call . 5 10 15 II . I ...
第69页
... Lord can tell . Let them , who the rebellion first began To wit , restore the monarch , if they can ; Our author dares not be the first bold man . He , like the prudent citizen , takes care To keep for better marts his staple ware ; His ...
... Lord can tell . Let them , who the rebellion first began To wit , restore the monarch , if they can ; Our author dares not be the first bold man . He , like the prudent citizen , takes care To keep for better marts his staple ware ; His ...
第84页
... lord , and then themselves destroy . What civil broils have cost we know too well ; Oh ! let it be enough that once we fell ! And every heart conspire , and every tongue , Still to have such a king , and this king long . AN EPILOGUE FOR ...
... lord , and then themselves destroy . What civil broils have cost we know too well ; Oh ! let it be enough that once we fell ! And every heart conspire , and every tongue , Still to have such a king , and this king long . AN EPILOGUE FOR ...
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... lord , May plead at bar , or at the council board : So may cast poets write ; there's no pretension To argue loss of wit , from loss of pension . Your looks are cheerful ; and in all this place 5 I see not one that wears a damning face ...
... lord , May plead at bar , or at the council board : So may cast poets write ; there's no pretension To argue loss of wit , from loss of pension . Your looks are cheerful ; and in all this place 5 I see not one that wears a damning face ...
第105页
... Lord Chamberlain , after the first day of its being spoken . King William was at this time prosecuting the war in Ireland , which is alluded to in these lines : ' Till rich from vanquish'd rebels you return ; And the fat spoils of ...
... Lord Chamberlain , after the first day of its being spoken . King William was at this time prosecuting the war in Ireland , which is alluded to in these lines : ' Till rich from vanquish'd rebels you return ; And the fat spoils of ...
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第16页 - On the bare earth exposed he lies, With not a friend to close his eyes. With downcast looks the joyless victor sate, Revolving in his altered soul The various turns of Chance below ; And, now and then, a sigh he stole, And tears began to flow.
第18页 - And unburied remain Inglorious on the plain: Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes...
第17页 - Twas but a kindred sound to move, For pity melts the mind to love. Softly sweet, in Lydian measures, Soon he sooth'd his soul to pleasures. War, he sung, is toil and trouble; Honour but an empty bubble...
第20页 - Paraclete ! Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire, Our hearts with heavenly love inspire ; Come, and thy sacred unction bring To sanctify us, while we sing.
第18页 - Now strike the golden lyre again: A louder yet, and yet a louder strain ! Break his bands of sleep asunder And rouse him like a rattling peal of thunder. Hark, hark ! the horrid sound Has raised up his head : As awaked from the dead, And amazed he stares around. Revenge, revenge...
第19页 - Give the vengeance due To the valiant crew ! Behold how they toss their torches on high, How they point to the Persian abodes And glittering temples of their hostile gods.
第14页 - And heavenly joys inspire. The song began from Jove, Who left his blissful seats above — Such is the power of mighty love ! A dragon's fiery form belied the god ; Sublime on radiant spires he rode, When he to fair Olympia...
第176页 - Happy the man - and happy he alone He who can call today his own, He who, secure within, can say 'Tomorrow, do thy worst, for I have...
第13页 - In flower of youth and beauty's pride. Happy, happy, happy pair! None but the brave, None but the brave, None but the brave deserves the fair...
第19页 - At last divine Cecilia came, Inventress of the vocal frame ; The sweet enthusiast, from her sacred store, Enlarged the former narrow bounds, And added length to solemn sounds, With nature's mother- wit, and arts unknown before.